Edward awoke to the sound of retching, he jumps out of his bed and runs onto the warm deck of the ship. He jogs over to James and rubs her back as she throws up again, "Do you really expect me to believe that you aren't sick?" James looks at him out of the corner of her eye.

"I ain't- I ain't sick." She vomits over the side, "I'm pregnant." Looking away from him she hides her head in her arms, "I'm sorry I haven't told ya sooner, I wanted to be sure I wouldn't loose it." James looks towards Edward who had been dangerously silent, he has a large grin on his face. He picks her up from her spot and swings her around, she brings a small fist down onto his chest and shouts at the man. "Did ya not just see me loose my stomach? Ya want me to spew on yer face next?" Edward sets her down gently and moves his hands to her stomach with a grin, "How far along are you?"

"About 2 months, now get yer damn hands off me before ya blow my cover." Edward withdraws, albeit a bit reluctantly. "Well lass, you know what that means... you'll have to move into my cabin so I can watch over you."

"We can't do that Kenway, people will talk. "

"Let them talk! Our mates already know we're sleeping together, might as well keep my crew in the loop!"

"Don't ya have to meet Thatch at that wreck? Can we talk about this some other time? I need to find something I can keep down." James walks below deck to find a slice of bread to nibble on. Edward runs to the helm, unable to contain the large grin spread across his face.

James walks slowly down the steps of the ship, taping softly on the walls as she walks, heading in the direction of the galley. She picks up a stale piece of bread and bites into it, choking back another round of bile. She continues on her search finding a warm cup of water. She sits down, glass in hand, closes her eyes groaning out, "What have I gotten myself into." She rubs the top of her stomach when she hears a low voice, "Are you feeling alright Master Kidd? You're looking a bit green." James pokes her head up and smiles at the man, "Adé I've told ya, call me James, no need for formalities. I'm feeling a bit under the weather this morning, thanks for asking."

James stands, finishing off the last bit of her bread, "I think I'm going to take the day off to rest up a bit." She heads above deck, greeted by a cheery voice, "Jim! Come here lad!" She rolls her eyes and saunters toward the blonde crossing her arms, "Ya know I ain't feeling well Kenway, what do ya want?" Edward grins, "Just wanted to spend sometime with the Mothe-" James is at his neck in less than a second, holding the sharp blade to his neck. "What did I tell ya, keep quiet Kenway. Not only will ya be blowing my cover, ya will be leaving me vulnerable by exposing my pregnancy." She retracts her blade but lingers near his body, she runs a hand down his chest and places a peck to his lips, turning away she walks to the captains cabin. "I'm going to sit this one out, if ya need me I'll be working in yer cabin."

"It's about time you lads came to find me, you two weren't fucking all morning were ye?" Thatch says with large arms crossed over his chest. Edward hops onto the deck of the Queen Annes revenge. "What I do in my personal time is none of your bussiness Thatch."

The bearded man laughs loudly and slaps Edward on the back, "Where's Kidd?"

"He's not feeling well, he's resting up in my cabin. Now I came to find medicines did I not? Let's get this shite started." Edward pulls his shirt off walking over to the diving bell, "I hope I don't get eaten by sharks." He jumps in the water as the crew lowers the bell down. Thatch wanders around the ship a bit trying to intimdate the crew, becoming bored when he can't get a reaction out of the men. He decides to bother Kidd while he waits for Edward to resurface.

James rubs her face, attempting to remove the fatigue and sickness, she grumbles under her breath, "God damn Kenway, I never asked for this." She pulls her hands from her face when she hears a knock on the cabin door, getting up to answer it she is suprised to see Thatch. She steps to the side allowing him in. "What are ya doing here Thatch?"

"I came to check up on ya lad, you got me concerned for your well being. You're throwing up yesterday and today I have yet to see the whites o' your eyes." He looks to her with concern raising a hand to her cheek to check for a fever.

"Like I said yesterday, I'm just healing up, I'm a bit disoriented." She says batting his hand away, she is hit by another bout of nausea, being on a ship doesn't help.

"This looks like more than healing, sounds to me like it could be Yellow Fever, though your skin seems to look normal." He grabs at her hand attempting to check the color, "I see you as the son I never had, I don't want to anything to happen to you."

Jame is quiet for a moment thinking, "I'll let ya in on a secret, but ya have to promise to keep this between us. If this gets out, there will be no coming back on my end." He nods his head in agreement as she lifts her shirt over her stomach showing the slight bump.

"Jaysus it's worse than I thought! Yer bleeding from the inside, how long has it been like this!" Thatch has fear etched into his face. Kidd slaps a hand to her forehead and groans, this will be more difficult than she expected. She picks up one of his large hands and places it on her stomach, looking into his eyes she says, "I'm pregnant man, I'm a woman."

Thatch looks down at his hand on her stomach and drops his mouth in shock. Mary gives his hands a soft squeeze and cries, "Say something!" She hadn't expected to tell Edward, let alone a comrade, about her pregnancy and now she hoped it hadn't been a mistake.

After a long pause he finally forms a sentence. "Well I guess I see you more as a Daughter than a son, huh." He rubs her stomach a bit trying to make sure she wasn't lying. Mary laughs and wipes a tear from her eye and gives the large man a hug. "I hope this doesn't make ya think any less of me."

"No lass, I'm impressed more than anything. I think you may be a greater pirate than even myself, now let's go, gotta check on Kenway before he drowns himself." The two make their way back outside and onto Thatchs' ship, Edward had already made his way onto the deck. Thatch claps an arm to Edwards back and pulls him in close so no one else could hear, "Congratulations Kenway, you found yourself a good one."

"Thanks, I guess. I hate to tell you this, Thatch, but this medicine is spoiled." Edward dumps the contents onto the deck and Thatch smashes his fist into the railing. "Damn it, I guess we'll just have to do this the hard way." Thatch storms to the helm and barks orders to his men. Edward runs to the side of the deck shouting to Adéwalé as the Queen Annes revenge shoves off, "Adé, take the Jackdaw to Nassau, we will be back with medicines!" The dark man salutes Edward and shouts, "Aye Captain!"

He watches sadly as the Jackdaw disappers from sight, he turns around to face James, grabbing her by the hands he pulls her to his chest. She puts two hands up attempting to push away from his advances, "Kenway, everyone is watching, get off me!" She escapes from his grip heading in the direction of the helm, Edward slips into Thatchs cabin pulling James with him. Edward shuts the door, connecting their lips in a solid kiss, he brings his hands up and he pulls her bandana from her forehead untying her neat bun, transforming James back into Mary. He pulls away from the kiss and smiles at her, he pulls her bulky coat off and slowly unbuttons her shirt. "Edward what are ya doing, what if someone comes in."

"I want to see Mary Read right now, Not James Kidd." He undoes her last button and pulls her shirt open, his eyes lighting up as his gaze moves to her stomach. He places a hand to her swollen abdomen and rubs gently, she holds onto his hand and gives him a soft peck on the lips. "I cant believe this is real."

Mary let's out a soft chuckle, "Why would I make something like this up? I think we get our affairs in order." Edward nods and Mary continues, "First things first, I want to try to keep my James Kidd ruse going for as long as possible, let's keep this to ourselves for now." Mary hooks her arms around his neck pulling his face down. "I will join ya on the Jackdaw but I have a few conditions for ya to meet. I do not want the crew to know about us, so keep yer bloody hands off of me. I will fight my own battles, do not come to my aide unless I ask. I will still be completing Assassin contracts so ya will be coming with me, maybe I'll even convince my mentor to allow ya to join us." She sends him a wink placing a solid kiss to his lips.

By the time the two of them leave the cabin the sun had already set. They make their way to the helm but Thatch isn't there, "Where's the captain?" Edward questions the quartermaster. "Made a stop into town, said something about stealing medicine." James looks at Edward and rolls her eyes, "We better go find him before he gets thrown in prison."

Edward lowers the row boat and paddles them along the bayou. They sit in silence as to not alert the guards. The silence is broken when Edward whispers, "Mary, you're beautiful."

"Yer just saying that because I'm carrying yer child." James shakes her head at the man.

"I'm not," He stops rowing and leans forward, "even before I knew you were a lass, I thought you were beautiful. You carrying my babe only makes me believe it more." He seals his statement with a kiss, she places a hand to his knee and simply says, "Just keep rowing Kenway."

The pair stop at a watch tower getting out of the boat, Edward tries to keep James there but she just argues, "Ya want me to get eaten by a Crocodile?" Edward reluctantly agrees to her coming with him. They follow a small row boat along the bog, they stop, hiding behind a crate as two soldiers step out of the boat. They seem to be arguing about a hostage situation.

"We aren't really going to trade the medicines for those damn merchants, are we?"

"We have to, otherwise how would we get our women? We need someone to buy chocolates and flowers from, Good looks only get you so far." The two men chortle in laughter.

James grumbles under her breath, "If that's what he calls good looks." Edward snickers.

"Who's there? I think someone is here with us." Edward stands from his hiding spot arms outstretched, the thinner of the two shouts out. "Give me the keys, I'll protect the medicine, I'm faster than you!" He runs off with Edward chasing behind him. Kidd is left to defend herself.

She doesn't have much time to think, she pulls out her blades and stabs one of the men in his throat. Another man is already upon her kicking the back of her knee knocking her to the ground. She rolls to the left just as a large foot comes stomping down beside her. She pushes herself to her feet slicing at the man's face with her blade. He moves out of the way only suffering from a cut to the cheek and stabs into her arm with his sword. She cries out in pain grabbing onto the wound and jumps back as another swipe of his arm comes down. She pulls out her sword and swiftly jabs him into the heart. He falls to the ground and she places a hand to her stomach, "You're causing me quite a bit of trouble." She quickly heads back to the row boat, knowing it may be better to sit this one out.

"Mary! I've got the medicine let's get the hell out of here!" Edward jumps into the craft and pushes as hard a he can away from the dock. Mary rows the boat as quickly as she can, Edward taking aim at the guards on the dock. As He takes the last one out he lands on the seat with a thud grabbing the oars to take over rowing.

"Where's Thatch?"

"Not sure, hopefully he will be back on his ship when we get back."

"Are you not loved at home? Are you not wanted by your wives, families, or countrymen? How else do you explain your governments complete disinterest in your wellbeing? Hostages for medicines these are my only terms!" Edward drops a large crate onto the deck, Blackbeard turns his head facing the man and cheers.

"What's the take?"

"Two crates and the means for mixing additional doses."

"You hear that? Captain Kenway here has save your scrawny necks to live another day. Will you not thank him?"

The man struggles out a thank you as James unties him, the man lands on the deck with a thump and scrambles to his feet, running off the deck as quickly as possible. James groans and grabs onto her wounded arm the adrenaline finally wearing off. Thatch notices and hurries over to her, "It's a good thing you got that stuff, looks like we're going to need it."

Thatch picks her up and takes her to the captains cabin, sitting her on one of the many tables in the room. She slowly pulls her jacket off wincing in pain, Thatch pulls her arm to the candle light and grimaces. "The wound looks pretty deep, looks like you aren't going to avoid any stitches."

Mary cries out in pain from the grip on her arm, Edward pulls the crate next to them and hands Thatch some alcohol to clean the wound. Mary screams again as the Alcohol is poured into the wound, Edward hands him a needle and he starts to sew the ends shut. Edward holds Marys' face in his hands, pulling her into a kiss to distract her. He wipes some of her tears away, "Mary, have you thought of a name for the babe yet?"

She grunts out, "Not yet, it's too soon."

"Almost done lass." Thatch ties off the last of his tread and cuts it off, he smooths some ointment on the wound and covers it with a bandage. He pats her gently on the shoulder, "You're a tough little bugger aren't you? Do you two hope for a lad or a lass?"

"It doesn't matter to me, either way I know he'll be as strong as his mother." Edward says with a smug grin, Mary hops down heading towards a chair, she leans back shutting her eyes and rubs her stomach a bit, "I hope for a healthy babe, that's all."

"Alright lass, looks like you've been through hell and back, let's get you to bed." Thatch picks her up and sets her in bed tucking her in as a father does to his daughter. Her eyes flutter shut, "Thank you, lads, for taking care of me."